“And you are not ready with the evidence you promised—?”
“I don’t understand,” he returned.
“Of course, I know you promised that if Thoyne were arrested you would provide—but then, in point of fact, there is nothing against Thoyne, and we must have the evidence in advance. If you know anything it is your duty to help us, surely. You say you have evidence against Thoyne—”
“I have not said so.”
“Oh, yes, you said so in that letter you wrote to the police at Peakborough.”
“I wrote no letter.”
“You see, if we did arrest Thoyne, as you suggested, and then your evidence failed, we might be in a very awkward position. Now, if you could give us some idea of its—”
“I know nothing of it.”
The door from the little room behind the shop slowly opened, and Nora Lepley came out.
“What is it you want?” she demanded. “Why are you badgering the—Mr. Grainger in this fashion?”